The knights pulled out their swords one after another and showed their most ferocious side as weapons of war to the incomparably strong God of Disobedience.
Knights were the leaders of group battles in the Middle Ages. No matter how good they were at duels, they could not hide the true methods of war used by these knights.
Looking at the determined expressions of the knights and the murderous will that floated above their formation, Mecar could not help but reveal an extremely ferocious smile.
"Very good. Then let me see if you have the qualifications to be a Godking's opponent!”
He roared, and his thick beard danced in the wind.
However, no one found this scene funny at all. All the ordinary people who saw this Godly King, even the Demonesses who were not of high standards, could not help but kneel on the ground.
They did not have the courage to fight against the Godking. No, they did not even have the right to look at this incomparably heroic Godking.
However, those knights were an exception.
Perhaps a few months ago, they would have let go of the swords in their hands after seeing the Ruler of Gods. However, at that moment, they had become heroic spirits, engraved in history, and attached to the legend of Gilgamesh. Not only were they not afraid at all, but their hearts were filled with endless fighting spirit.
There was no doubt that to them, regardless of whether it was the God King or the God of Disobedience, they were merely their enemies at this moment.
Then, it would become an undeniable achievement in their legends.
With a soundless roar, the knights raised the swords in their hands and pounced on Mecar like a pack of wolves.
Long swords that could tear through steel, under the force of ten thousand pounds, slashed at Mecar's body.
Then, golden divine blood splattered everywhere.
One by one, the knights pounced towards Mecar fearlessly, but they were sent flying by the Godly King's great strength.
"Really, really not bad!"
After a few dozen seconds, with shallow sword marks on his body, Mecar's rough face also had a trace of seriousness.
However, even so, his voice sounded even more heroic.
"They are indeed good warriors!”
He punched a Heroic Spirit Knight who pounced on him and sent him flying. However, at the same time, a few sword marks appeared on his body.
"However, it's still not enough. Emissaries from Hell, devour them completely!”
The God King's furious roar meant that the incantation of authority seeped out from his deep voice.
In an instant, the knights realized that the sky had become extremely dark.
They were locusts, countless locusts, locusts that looked like huge dark clouds.
It was an existence that could cause countless people to lose their crops with just its tiny jaw and sharp teeth, and then bring endless death and war.
The knights looked at the swarm of locusts that were like dark clouds, but they did not show any fear.
Even such a swarm of insects was no match for the knights that were completely constructed by heroic spirits.
"How is it, heroic spirits? How are you going to deal with such an attack?”
Mecar laughed heartily. Indeed, ordinary insects could not harm the heroic spirits protected by legends.
However, the locusts summoned by Authority could easily devour steel, rocks, magic barriers, and solid shields.
This was an attack that could not be defended against.
Except…
He would wipe them all out.
At this moment, the knights had the power to turn millions or even tens of millions of locusts into ashes.
It was the power of the highest holy sword, Drandal.
Liliana held the sword in her hand, which had a faint but gentle glow.
The white light on the Holy Sword flickered like candlelight, but it was always bright and never extinguished.
The young girl used her white and slender hands to gently wipe the long sword in her hand, gently shaking off the golden divine blood that was stained on the sword.
Just now, it was also her who used this Holy Sword to cause the most serious injury to the disobedient Mecar.
The swarm of locusts was slowly approaching, and the girl slowly raised her Holy Sword.
And then,
It was light. It was a gentle and dazzling light. It was a light that revealed a sharp meaning, but it was also a light that pitied the world.
The most holy light shone from the sword in the girl's hand, gushing out and splashing.
The endless light instantly swept away the injuries and exhaustion on the knights 'bodies.
Immediately after, there was a swarm of locusts that was even more powerful.
However, a mere size did not mean power itself.
Just like a grassland that had been burned by wildfire, the swarm of insects was instantly turned into ashes by the light.
Even the ashes were swept away by the countless rays of light.
The sky once again became extremely wide. The dark clouds that were densely covered by Mecar's existence were also swept away by the holy light.
The gentle sunlight shone on the girl's body, making her look like a valkyrie.
"It's really not bad. A god relic or a precious relic?”
Mecar sighed, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes that could not be ignored.
There was no doubt that the attack just now was comparable to the power of a superior.
Such powerful strength was in the hands of a God who was neither disobedient nor a God Slayer. Mecar's extremely broad heart could not help but surge with unparalleled killing intent.
However, in the next moment, the killing intent froze.
The slender girl, the delicate girl, the girl who did not look like she had been through a lot of hardships, broke away from the knights 'formation and rushed towards the Godly King.
Her raised sword flashed with a gentle white light, but it was constantly announcing its danger to the gods.
"Are you feeling impatient, young lady?”
Mecca raised his arm in an attempt to block the attack and crush the girl.
"Are you in such a hurry to die?"
He laughed without restraint.
There was no doubt that this was a reckless move. Even as a Godly King, under the attacks of those knights, his already extremely tragic injuries became even more serious, and more than half of his divine power was consumed.
However, this young lady who had just released the torrent of light must have consumed a lot of energy. At least, her face, which was a heroic spirit, was slightly red in Mecar's eyes.
However, when she saw Mecar's actions, her pretty little face revealed a hint of joy.
There was no doubt that she was about to win this war.
Then, the girl shouted.
"Durandal!"
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